Over a decade ago, not too long after I was ordained as a priest, I “kept” a blog (kept is being used extremely generously here…) that was called “Feeding on Manna.”
I titled it from a favorite line from John Newton’s text “Glorious things of thee are spoken,” which is commonly sung in the Episcopal Church as a hymn to the Franz Joseph Haydn’s Austria or Cyril Taylor’sAbbot’s Leigh. That website was long mothballed, but the hymn has only grown as a favorite. As I’ve gotten older, I’ve only become more and more aware of my sheer dependence on grace, which “like the Lord, the giver, never fails from age to age.” I’ve become ever more thankful for the reality that I’ve been led by God in ways and to places I never would have expected, and have grown and been spiritually fed not necessarily with the outcomes I hoped for or imagined, but instead, am nourished by the manna – the “just enough” – that God gives, and watched it blossom beyond my imagining. The title holds, and is more of a felt reality for me than ever before.’
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